Disclaimer – yah yah yah, I know I know, I don't own dbz, sporks (Though my
friend does own one...), KFC, Twinkies, subway, Mufasa, Lion King, Orlando
Bloom *curses*, Legolas *curses*, Allero company, or any other random food
stores and stuff I put in here. And of course, I don't own finding nemo or
any songs that Trunks and Goten randomly dance to.
A/N: okay!! I'm gonna try really hard to get this story done with! It has roughly 30 to 35 chapters, just warning ya, so anyways, I'm only on chap. 10 but I'm getting there! Oh and chapter 18 is gonna be the greatest *I've chapter plotted It.* so stick w/ me until then at least, oh and I need opinions, should Trunks and Goten continue to sing in later chapters? Cause if they should I have them singing in a few more, so yah...oh I will try to update 3-4 days at a time, I said I will *TRY* key word...and if you're reading my too far gone fanfiction its gonna be probably another 4 days until I can get that updated, okay!...oh and Twinkies rock eh Canadian?
Canadian - *eating Twinkie* ey? Did you say something ey?
Okay on to the story...
*~*
The two boys started to slow down as their breath shortened. Both stopped in front of a two story pale yellow house. Hard to believe it, it was Goten's. The front door was shining in the sun because the door was recently polished. The off-white windows let sunshine beat into the house. The yellow wooden panning was peeling slightly, but couldn't be visible to the eye.
Trunks wiped a few beads of sweat off his face, causing some of his lavender locks to go out of their normal order on his messy head. Even though it was the middle of fall, both of the boys were extremely tired from the run. After all it was at least 10 minutes of constant running and not stopping.
"Please tell me you have a key." Trunks groaned as he continued to wipe sweat off his forehead.
"Duh, I'm not THAT stupid." Goten said as he rolled his eyes. He reached into his pocket, his hand moving around and searching for his house key.
"I found it!" Goten exclaimed as he pulled out a Twinkie from his pocked and held it proudly into the air.
"I never knew Twinkies could unlock doors..." Trunks said sarcastically as his eyes rolled to the back of his head in annoyance.
"Uh...heh heh..." Goten said and shoved the Twinkie back into his pocket. Once again Goten reached into his pocket.
"Eww..." Goten groaned as he pulled his hand out of his pocket. Gum swallowed his hand. He started to pick at it until he saw the death glare that Trunks was giving him. Goten sighed and ventured one last time into his pocket, well with a different hand.
"Here it is." Goten said relieved. And there it was the house key. Remarkably it still looked shiny and new, as if just bought yesterday.
"My butler dude Charles bought me another one..." Goten said as he rubbed the back of his head nervously. Trunks fell over anime style. That would explain why it had looked shiny and new.
Goten pushed the silver key into the keyhole and turned it to the left. Slowly, he opened the door. "Ah, home sweet home!" Goten said and smiled.
"What the?" Trunks questioned as he entered the house.
"Beautiful, isn't it?!" Goten chimed, his eyes had slightly watered at the sight of his living room.
"Yeah, it's great..." Trunks said as he saw the trashed living room littered with junk food, a flashlight, and lotion, wadded up tissues, 5 empty tissue boxes, 3 unopened tissue boxes, and various sleeping items. The couch was completely covered in used snotty tissues. The TV had a remote on it, 4 batteries, some pledge, and a napkin from subway. It would have been a miracle if someone could even walk through the living room!
"My mom's on a buiz trip. And she said she won't be back for a while, so I get to trash the place ya know." Goten said as he planted his scrawny rear end on the tissue infested couch.
"So are you hungry? I got some leftover KFC stuff." Goten said as he picked up a used tissue and blew his nose in it.
"Sure, let's eat." Trunks said and patted his belly. Goten stood up and headed into 'gnat heaven' also known as, the kitchen.
"Dude, you gotta spray this place, or gnats will keep reproducing." Trunks said trying to kill some of them.
"Ah, its okay, the butler dude Charles is coming at 4 o'clock today." Goten said as he opened the refrigerator and stuck his head inside in attempt to find the leftover KFC Chicken.
"Here it is do you want a twister, popcorn chicken, or one of those chicken value meal thingies?" Goten asked with his hands full. "I'll take the twister." Trunks said. Goten nodded and handed his friend the twister.
"I'm having a value meal thingie." Goten said as he put the popcorn chicken back into the refrigerator. The two of them headed into the living room and started to eat their food.
Goten opened the box and was greeted by macaroni and cheese, a biscuit, crispy strips, and a lonely Spork. "Hey look it, I gotta spork." Goten said as he help up the spork and pointed to it.
"Interesting." Trunks said as he looked up. "You know I've always wanted to know how the spork originated..." Trunks pondered as he looked up at Goten's ceiling, noticing there was something green barely clinging on top of it...
"I know how it was originated." Goten said as he carefully balanced the spork on his index finger. "How?" Trunks asked with much curiosity.
"Duh! It's so obvious! The fork and the spoon got it on one night!" Goten exclaimed as the spork landed in his macaroni and cheese.
"But what if the fork hurt the spoon? I mean it does have pointy ends." Trunks debated.
"It wouldn't matter, the spoon enjoyed it." Goten said and smiled. Trunks shook his head in disgust. "You're one sick, sick, boy, Goten." Trunks said and made a face that signaled he was acting like he was puking.
The two finished eating and had both fallen asleep on a sleeping bag that had Mufasa from the Lion King on it.
The next day...
Goku had woken up at 5:30 that morning. He cleaned the house from top to bottom and even fed Pan's cat, Toby in no less than an hour. He watched cartoons for an hour then got bored with it and made a vegetable omelet for himself. After Goku had eaten the omelet he went outside to have a nice walk. The walk ended with a dog biting his back side. When Goku went back inside the house he changed his outfit then looked at the clock. "It's 8:15..." Goku sighed as he literately fell onto the couch. Slowly...slowly...Goku's eyes shut and he drifted off into a soft slumber.
"Oh no!" Goku said as he was jolted out of his dream state. The clock read 10:15.
"Oh great, I'm gonna be late." Goku said as he ran out to the car. "Tch, if I drive I'll be extremely late." Goku's gaze went from the red Allero to the partially clouded sky. "Guess I'm flying."
Within a matter of minutes Goku arrived at the hospital. Trying not to attract attention to himself, Goku quietly landed and casually walked into the emergency wing and sat down in a chair. After sitting for about 5 minutes, Goku stoop pup and walked up to the woman behind the glass.
"Ma'am, where is room 315?" Goku asked.
The woman glanced at him, blinked, and then grinned. "Got through that door, take a left, when you get to the end of the hallway turn right and it's the 5th room on your right." Goku nodded and left, lingering on to what the woman had said. Goku arrived at Pan's room and softly knocked on the door.
"Come in." A cheerful voice chimed. Goku placed his hand on the cool brass doorknob, turned it, and then slowly pushed the door open. "Hi Panny." He said barely above a whisper.
"Grandpa! I'm fine, see lookie." Pan said walking around the room. She was wearing a baby blue t-shirt that had a picture of Orlando Bloom as Legolas on it. Also she was wearing Capri's cut about half and inch below her knee.
"Well, okay." Goku muttered as he slightly shrugged his shoulders.
Pan grabbed the release forms and started to head towards the door. "Come on grandpa." She said and gave him a warm smile. Goku returned the smile and followed his only grandchild down the hallway.
"And you're sure you're feeling better?" Goku asked with much concern in his voice.
"Yes Grandpa..." Pan declared as her eyebrows twitched slightly.
Goku looked at his granddaughter strangely, ignored the fact that she was giving him the death glare, and proceeded with walking down the noiseless hallway.
"May I help you?" the woman behind the glass (A/N: err okay, I'm sick of writing this, what are those people called again?) asked.
"Yes, I need to check Pan Son out." Goku stated. The woman took the release forms from Goku and read them over. After 3 minutes, the woman nodded her head. "You can leave now, have a good day." She had said and smiled. Pan and Goku smiled back and left the hospital.
"Grandpa, where's the car?" Pan questioned as she aimlessly wondered around the parking lot looking for their red Allero.
"I didn't have time to drive, so I had to fly." Goku said trying not to attract attention to himself.
Pan rolled her eyes. "Grandpa...so I guess that you're gonna have to take me home, cause I ain't flying, I gave that up years ago." Pan said as she crossed her arms over her chest, refusing to fly.
Goku softly sighed. "Okay then." He said as he picked up Pan by her waist and flew off into the clouded sky.
"Wow...I never knew it was...so beautiful." Pan gasped as below her, patches of the earth were becoming smaller and smaller and almost dwindled away.
"You're going to school." Goku bluntly said.
"But Grandpa!" Pan whined as she gave him the death glare again.
"It won't take me but 3 minutes to get your stuff and get you to school." Goku said. Pan didn't want to argue with her grandfather right now, so she gave up on staying home from school. As Goku had said, they were to their house then to the school in no less than three minutes.
Pan dreaded walking through the building of school. She knew that every eye in the hallway would be on her. That's what she hated. She hated attention. Taking in a deep breath, Pan positioned her hand on the handle and pulled the door open.
"Pan." A tall bleach blond teenager with baby blue eyes had scoffed.
"Roaue." Pan stated back, not threatened by him
"So Pan, are you feeling okay?" he asked as a wide smirk grew on his pale face.
"Thanks for your concern." Pan sarcastically commented.
"Anytime." He commented back as he pressured her into a corner in the hallway. 'Shit.' Pan inwardly cursed herself for letting Roaue doing this to her.
"So...where does it hurt?" he asked as his hands started to roam over her back. Pan attempted to shove him away but didn't succeed. His ice cold hands maneuvered their way under her t-shirt causing her to shudder. Roaue's hands planted themselves right on top of her bandage. The smirk returned to his face.
"Don't you dare." Pan threatened as she gritted her teeth.
"What if I do?" he questioned as he started to put pressure on the cut. Pan struggled to fight back her tears of pain. She then realized both of his hands were on his back. Pan gave Roaue her trademark smirk. "What are you smiling about?" he asked as he applied more pressure to her cut. Pan swiftly brought her foot up to his groin, kicking him very hard. Roaue's hand's quickly moved from Pan's back to his groin. Pan couldn't resist but to slap him, so she gave him a hard smack, causing her hand to tingle.
"Don't touch me again." Pan threatened him once again as she escaped from the corner.
Roaue was filled with rage. He rose up from his position and grabbed Pan's shoulders causing her to slightly yelp. "You're not getting away that easily." Roaue said as he aimed for Pan's face. Pan closed her eyes right before the fist was about to hit her face.
"Pan, are you okay?" a familiar voice asked.
'Trunks?' Pan immediately thought. "Yeah, I'm okay." Pan said as she opened her eyes, shocked to find Uub standing there.
"Hey, let me help you there." Uub said as he offered Pan his hand. Pan accepted his advancements and took his hand. "So, are we still on for Saturday night?" Uub asked as his brown eyes sparkled.
"Ye-yeah." Pan squeaked out as a crimson blush swept across her face and quickly left. Uub smiled at her, tapped her on the shoulder, and waved goodbye. 'Wow...' Pan dreamily sighed in her head as she walked to her next class.
"Oh-oh get you some of that son!" Trunks yelled as he beat Goten once again in Soul Calibur II.
"Tch, in the next game, you're gonna get TOLD!" Goten declared as he selected Link.
"Heh, not with Link you ain't." Trunks smirked as he selected Mitsurugi.
The two played Soul Calibur II for about another fifteen minutes before Goten gave up. "Shit dude, you're the bomb at this game!" Goten exclaimed as he put his hand in a fist and bashed it with Trunks'.
"Yeah, I know." Trunks said as the two did their secret handshake, which ended with the two acting like they were smoking weed.
"Hey, lets put some music on." Trunks said as he rummaged through Goten's CD's.
"Dixie Chicks, Dream, Eamon, Eiffel 65, Eminem, Enrique Iglesias" Trunks said as he named off some of the Cd's that were amazingly in alphabetical order.
"Hey put in Eamon." Goten said.
"Okay." Trunks said as he placed the red Eamon CD into the 20 disc CD player.
They skipped to number 2 and ignored all of the verses; basically they made complete idiots out of themselves, while pointing at inanimate objects. I love them ho's, love them ho's, love them ho's
I love them ho's, love them ho's, love them ho's
I love them ho's, love them ho's, love them ho's
I love them ho's, love them ho's, love them ho's Trunks and Goten were both pointing at inanimate objects while singing this part. I love them ho's, love them ho's, love them ho's
I love them ho's, love them ho's, love them ho's
I love them ho's, love them ho's, love them ho's
I love them ho's, love them ho's, love them ho's Goten winked at his lamp and started to make out with it. Oh, lettin' you know that I love them ho's
Oh, lettin' you know that I love them ho's
Oh, lettin' you know that I love them ho's
Oh, lettin' you know that I love them ho's Trunks got on top of one of the sleeping bags and started to kiss it. I love them ho's, love them ho's, love them ho's
I love them ho's, love them ho's, love them ho's
I love them ho's, love them ho's, love them ho's
I love them ho's, love them ho's, love them ho's
Oh, lettin' you know that I love them ho's
Oh, lettin' you know that I love them ho's
Oh, lettin' you know that I love them ho's
Oh, lettin' you know that I love them ho's
Both of the teenagers were tired now from all their activities with lamps and sleeping bags. They both fell onto the couch, exhausted as their breathing was heavy.
"That was great." Goten said as he turned off the CD player with a remote that he luckily found hidden within the dark depths of the couch.
"Yeah, now we should watch a movie or something." Trunks said as he stretched his arms out like a cat that just woke up.
"Okay, how bout 'Finding Nemo'?" Goten asked as he pulled the movie out from the couch.
"Where did that come from?" Trunks asked as he scratched the back of his head in utter confusion.
"The couch, now go put it in." Goten barked. Trunks reluctantly got up and put the movie in.
"Just keep swimming! Just keep swimming!" Goten quoted as the two started to crack up.
Both teenagers sat on the couch mouths open, eyes blinking once or twice every two minutes, and arms locked together as though they were two year olds afraid of what was going to happen next.
"Bye Pan, see you at school tomorrow." Marron said to her friend and smiled as Pan got off of the bus and walked up to her house.
When Pan went into her house she immediately picked up the phone and dialed Goten's number, wondering why he wasn't at school. The phone rang three times; Pan thought that no one was going to answer it. "H-hello?" Goten asked in a frightened voice as he answered the phone.
*~*~*~*
A/N: This is the longest chapter I've written for this story! I'm proud of myself! Okay! Expect a chapter around Friday or Saturday. In the next chapter there is gonna be a surprise! I promise!!
Canadian – ey? Where did all the twinkies go? Ey?
Baka! You ate all of them!!
Canadian – oh yeah, ey...you think you can buy me some more ey?
I must go feed this Canadian now, sheesh its like taking care of a dog...
A/N: okay!! I'm gonna try really hard to get this story done with! It has roughly 30 to 35 chapters, just warning ya, so anyways, I'm only on chap. 10 but I'm getting there! Oh and chapter 18 is gonna be the greatest *I've chapter plotted It.* so stick w/ me until then at least, oh and I need opinions, should Trunks and Goten continue to sing in later chapters? Cause if they should I have them singing in a few more, so yah...oh I will try to update 3-4 days at a time, I said I will *TRY* key word...and if you're reading my too far gone fanfiction its gonna be probably another 4 days until I can get that updated, okay!...oh and Twinkies rock eh Canadian?
Canadian - *eating Twinkie* ey? Did you say something ey?
Okay on to the story...
*~*
The two boys started to slow down as their breath shortened. Both stopped in front of a two story pale yellow house. Hard to believe it, it was Goten's. The front door was shining in the sun because the door was recently polished. The off-white windows let sunshine beat into the house. The yellow wooden panning was peeling slightly, but couldn't be visible to the eye.
Trunks wiped a few beads of sweat off his face, causing some of his lavender locks to go out of their normal order on his messy head. Even though it was the middle of fall, both of the boys were extremely tired from the run. After all it was at least 10 minutes of constant running and not stopping.
"Please tell me you have a key." Trunks groaned as he continued to wipe sweat off his forehead.
"Duh, I'm not THAT stupid." Goten said as he rolled his eyes. He reached into his pocket, his hand moving around and searching for his house key.
"I found it!" Goten exclaimed as he pulled out a Twinkie from his pocked and held it proudly into the air.
"I never knew Twinkies could unlock doors..." Trunks said sarcastically as his eyes rolled to the back of his head in annoyance.
"Uh...heh heh..." Goten said and shoved the Twinkie back into his pocket. Once again Goten reached into his pocket.
"Eww..." Goten groaned as he pulled his hand out of his pocket. Gum swallowed his hand. He started to pick at it until he saw the death glare that Trunks was giving him. Goten sighed and ventured one last time into his pocket, well with a different hand.
"Here it is." Goten said relieved. And there it was the house key. Remarkably it still looked shiny and new, as if just bought yesterday.
"My butler dude Charles bought me another one..." Goten said as he rubbed the back of his head nervously. Trunks fell over anime style. That would explain why it had looked shiny and new.
Goten pushed the silver key into the keyhole and turned it to the left. Slowly, he opened the door. "Ah, home sweet home!" Goten said and smiled.
"What the?" Trunks questioned as he entered the house.
"Beautiful, isn't it?!" Goten chimed, his eyes had slightly watered at the sight of his living room.
"Yeah, it's great..." Trunks said as he saw the trashed living room littered with junk food, a flashlight, and lotion, wadded up tissues, 5 empty tissue boxes, 3 unopened tissue boxes, and various sleeping items. The couch was completely covered in used snotty tissues. The TV had a remote on it, 4 batteries, some pledge, and a napkin from subway. It would have been a miracle if someone could even walk through the living room!
"My mom's on a buiz trip. And she said she won't be back for a while, so I get to trash the place ya know." Goten said as he planted his scrawny rear end on the tissue infested couch.
"So are you hungry? I got some leftover KFC stuff." Goten said as he picked up a used tissue and blew his nose in it.
"Sure, let's eat." Trunks said and patted his belly. Goten stood up and headed into 'gnat heaven' also known as, the kitchen.
"Dude, you gotta spray this place, or gnats will keep reproducing." Trunks said trying to kill some of them.
"Ah, its okay, the butler dude Charles is coming at 4 o'clock today." Goten said as he opened the refrigerator and stuck his head inside in attempt to find the leftover KFC Chicken.
"Here it is do you want a twister, popcorn chicken, or one of those chicken value meal thingies?" Goten asked with his hands full. "I'll take the twister." Trunks said. Goten nodded and handed his friend the twister.
"I'm having a value meal thingie." Goten said as he put the popcorn chicken back into the refrigerator. The two of them headed into the living room and started to eat their food.
Goten opened the box and was greeted by macaroni and cheese, a biscuit, crispy strips, and a lonely Spork. "Hey look it, I gotta spork." Goten said as he help up the spork and pointed to it.
"Interesting." Trunks said as he looked up. "You know I've always wanted to know how the spork originated..." Trunks pondered as he looked up at Goten's ceiling, noticing there was something green barely clinging on top of it...
"I know how it was originated." Goten said as he carefully balanced the spork on his index finger. "How?" Trunks asked with much curiosity.
"Duh! It's so obvious! The fork and the spoon got it on one night!" Goten exclaimed as the spork landed in his macaroni and cheese.
"But what if the fork hurt the spoon? I mean it does have pointy ends." Trunks debated.
"It wouldn't matter, the spoon enjoyed it." Goten said and smiled. Trunks shook his head in disgust. "You're one sick, sick, boy, Goten." Trunks said and made a face that signaled he was acting like he was puking.
The two finished eating and had both fallen asleep on a sleeping bag that had Mufasa from the Lion King on it.
The next day...
Goku had woken up at 5:30 that morning. He cleaned the house from top to bottom and even fed Pan's cat, Toby in no less than an hour. He watched cartoons for an hour then got bored with it and made a vegetable omelet for himself. After Goku had eaten the omelet he went outside to have a nice walk. The walk ended with a dog biting his back side. When Goku went back inside the house he changed his outfit then looked at the clock. "It's 8:15..." Goku sighed as he literately fell onto the couch. Slowly...slowly...Goku's eyes shut and he drifted off into a soft slumber.
"Oh no!" Goku said as he was jolted out of his dream state. The clock read 10:15.
"Oh great, I'm gonna be late." Goku said as he ran out to the car. "Tch, if I drive I'll be extremely late." Goku's gaze went from the red Allero to the partially clouded sky. "Guess I'm flying."
Within a matter of minutes Goku arrived at the hospital. Trying not to attract attention to himself, Goku quietly landed and casually walked into the emergency wing and sat down in a chair. After sitting for about 5 minutes, Goku stoop pup and walked up to the woman behind the glass.
"Ma'am, where is room 315?" Goku asked.
The woman glanced at him, blinked, and then grinned. "Got through that door, take a left, when you get to the end of the hallway turn right and it's the 5th room on your right." Goku nodded and left, lingering on to what the woman had said. Goku arrived at Pan's room and softly knocked on the door.
"Come in." A cheerful voice chimed. Goku placed his hand on the cool brass doorknob, turned it, and then slowly pushed the door open. "Hi Panny." He said barely above a whisper.
"Grandpa! I'm fine, see lookie." Pan said walking around the room. She was wearing a baby blue t-shirt that had a picture of Orlando Bloom as Legolas on it. Also she was wearing Capri's cut about half and inch below her knee.
"Well, okay." Goku muttered as he slightly shrugged his shoulders.
Pan grabbed the release forms and started to head towards the door. "Come on grandpa." She said and gave him a warm smile. Goku returned the smile and followed his only grandchild down the hallway.
"And you're sure you're feeling better?" Goku asked with much concern in his voice.
"Yes Grandpa..." Pan declared as her eyebrows twitched slightly.
Goku looked at his granddaughter strangely, ignored the fact that she was giving him the death glare, and proceeded with walking down the noiseless hallway.
"May I help you?" the woman behind the glass (A/N: err okay, I'm sick of writing this, what are those people called again?) asked.
"Yes, I need to check Pan Son out." Goku stated. The woman took the release forms from Goku and read them over. After 3 minutes, the woman nodded her head. "You can leave now, have a good day." She had said and smiled. Pan and Goku smiled back and left the hospital.
"Grandpa, where's the car?" Pan questioned as she aimlessly wondered around the parking lot looking for their red Allero.
"I didn't have time to drive, so I had to fly." Goku said trying not to attract attention to himself.
Pan rolled her eyes. "Grandpa...so I guess that you're gonna have to take me home, cause I ain't flying, I gave that up years ago." Pan said as she crossed her arms over her chest, refusing to fly.
Goku softly sighed. "Okay then." He said as he picked up Pan by her waist and flew off into the clouded sky.
"Wow...I never knew it was...so beautiful." Pan gasped as below her, patches of the earth were becoming smaller and smaller and almost dwindled away.
"You're going to school." Goku bluntly said.
"But Grandpa!" Pan whined as she gave him the death glare again.
"It won't take me but 3 minutes to get your stuff and get you to school." Goku said. Pan didn't want to argue with her grandfather right now, so she gave up on staying home from school. As Goku had said, they were to their house then to the school in no less than three minutes.
Pan dreaded walking through the building of school. She knew that every eye in the hallway would be on her. That's what she hated. She hated attention. Taking in a deep breath, Pan positioned her hand on the handle and pulled the door open.
"Pan." A tall bleach blond teenager with baby blue eyes had scoffed.
"Roaue." Pan stated back, not threatened by him
"So Pan, are you feeling okay?" he asked as a wide smirk grew on his pale face.
"Thanks for your concern." Pan sarcastically commented.
"Anytime." He commented back as he pressured her into a corner in the hallway. 'Shit.' Pan inwardly cursed herself for letting Roaue doing this to her.
"So...where does it hurt?" he asked as his hands started to roam over her back. Pan attempted to shove him away but didn't succeed. His ice cold hands maneuvered their way under her t-shirt causing her to shudder. Roaue's hands planted themselves right on top of her bandage. The smirk returned to his face.
"Don't you dare." Pan threatened as she gritted her teeth.
"What if I do?" he questioned as he started to put pressure on the cut. Pan struggled to fight back her tears of pain. She then realized both of his hands were on his back. Pan gave Roaue her trademark smirk. "What are you smiling about?" he asked as he applied more pressure to her cut. Pan swiftly brought her foot up to his groin, kicking him very hard. Roaue's hand's quickly moved from Pan's back to his groin. Pan couldn't resist but to slap him, so she gave him a hard smack, causing her hand to tingle.
"Don't touch me again." Pan threatened him once again as she escaped from the corner.
Roaue was filled with rage. He rose up from his position and grabbed Pan's shoulders causing her to slightly yelp. "You're not getting away that easily." Roaue said as he aimed for Pan's face. Pan closed her eyes right before the fist was about to hit her face.
"Pan, are you okay?" a familiar voice asked.
'Trunks?' Pan immediately thought. "Yeah, I'm okay." Pan said as she opened her eyes, shocked to find Uub standing there.
"Hey, let me help you there." Uub said as he offered Pan his hand. Pan accepted his advancements and took his hand. "So, are we still on for Saturday night?" Uub asked as his brown eyes sparkled.
"Ye-yeah." Pan squeaked out as a crimson blush swept across her face and quickly left. Uub smiled at her, tapped her on the shoulder, and waved goodbye. 'Wow...' Pan dreamily sighed in her head as she walked to her next class.
"Oh-oh get you some of that son!" Trunks yelled as he beat Goten once again in Soul Calibur II.
"Tch, in the next game, you're gonna get TOLD!" Goten declared as he selected Link.
"Heh, not with Link you ain't." Trunks smirked as he selected Mitsurugi.
The two played Soul Calibur II for about another fifteen minutes before Goten gave up. "Shit dude, you're the bomb at this game!" Goten exclaimed as he put his hand in a fist and bashed it with Trunks'.
"Yeah, I know." Trunks said as the two did their secret handshake, which ended with the two acting like they were smoking weed.
"Hey, lets put some music on." Trunks said as he rummaged through Goten's CD's.
"Dixie Chicks, Dream, Eamon, Eiffel 65, Eminem, Enrique Iglesias" Trunks said as he named off some of the Cd's that were amazingly in alphabetical order.
"Hey put in Eamon." Goten said.
"Okay." Trunks said as he placed the red Eamon CD into the 20 disc CD player.
They skipped to number 2 and ignored all of the verses; basically they made complete idiots out of themselves, while pointing at inanimate objects. I love them ho's, love them ho's, love them ho's
I love them ho's, love them ho's, love them ho's
I love them ho's, love them ho's, love them ho's
I love them ho's, love them ho's, love them ho's Trunks and Goten were both pointing at inanimate objects while singing this part. I love them ho's, love them ho's, love them ho's
I love them ho's, love them ho's, love them ho's
I love them ho's, love them ho's, love them ho's
I love them ho's, love them ho's, love them ho's Goten winked at his lamp and started to make out with it. Oh, lettin' you know that I love them ho's
Oh, lettin' you know that I love them ho's
Oh, lettin' you know that I love them ho's
Oh, lettin' you know that I love them ho's Trunks got on top of one of the sleeping bags and started to kiss it. I love them ho's, love them ho's, love them ho's
I love them ho's, love them ho's, love them ho's
I love them ho's, love them ho's, love them ho's
I love them ho's, love them ho's, love them ho's
Oh, lettin' you know that I love them ho's
Oh, lettin' you know that I love them ho's
Oh, lettin' you know that I love them ho's
Oh, lettin' you know that I love them ho's
Both of the teenagers were tired now from all their activities with lamps and sleeping bags. They both fell onto the couch, exhausted as their breathing was heavy.
"That was great." Goten said as he turned off the CD player with a remote that he luckily found hidden within the dark depths of the couch.
"Yeah, now we should watch a movie or something." Trunks said as he stretched his arms out like a cat that just woke up.
"Okay, how bout 'Finding Nemo'?" Goten asked as he pulled the movie out from the couch.
"Where did that come from?" Trunks asked as he scratched the back of his head in utter confusion.
"The couch, now go put it in." Goten barked. Trunks reluctantly got up and put the movie in.
"Just keep swimming! Just keep swimming!" Goten quoted as the two started to crack up.
Both teenagers sat on the couch mouths open, eyes blinking once or twice every two minutes, and arms locked together as though they were two year olds afraid of what was going to happen next.
"Bye Pan, see you at school tomorrow." Marron said to her friend and smiled as Pan got off of the bus and walked up to her house.
When Pan went into her house she immediately picked up the phone and dialed Goten's number, wondering why he wasn't at school. The phone rang three times; Pan thought that no one was going to answer it. "H-hello?" Goten asked in a frightened voice as he answered the phone.
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A/N: This is the longest chapter I've written for this story! I'm proud of myself! Okay! Expect a chapter around Friday or Saturday. In the next chapter there is gonna be a surprise! I promise!!
Canadian – ey? Where did all the twinkies go? Ey?
Baka! You ate all of them!!
Canadian – oh yeah, ey...you think you can buy me some more ey?
I must go feed this Canadian now, sheesh its like taking care of a dog...